Swapped Bodies with A Cold, Violent Husband

I exchanged bodies with my cheating and abusive husband.

When he was powerless against my parents asking him for money and being beaten by our son, he finally knelt down and admitted his mistakes.

Wearing a well-tailored suit, I kicked away his begging hand with some annoyance, repeating his words from the previous life.

"I'm tired from working every day. You can enjoy your life at home. Can't you understand me?"

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The sky was just getting light, but I suddenly opened my eyes. I didn't even have time to look at the alarm clock, and I rushed into the bathroom.

I don't have time to think too much about why I woke up in the bedroom instead of on the sofa in the living room.

I had to prepare breakfast and lunch for the whole family and send the children to school, or we'd be late.

I wiped my face randomly and only realized something was wrong when I went to the bathroom.

I was startled by the extra thing.

I turned around and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror.

In the mirror, my husband Matt had a surprised look on his face and waved his arms with me.

Before I could react, I heard a piercing scream coming from the bedroom.

I stumbled and ran to the bedroom.

I saw the face that belonged to 'me' standing in front of the full-length mirror, dumbfounded.

"Ah? Ah, what is going on?"

The 'me' on the other side changed her expression and stared at me fiercely.

After a series of discussions between the two of us, we roughly determined one thing.

My husband Matt and I had swapped bodies.

I looked at Matt, who seemed indifferent, but I felt a different kind of pleasure in my heart.

Yesterday, he got angry because I wanted to buy a bag with free shipping.

He said he didn't know where the monthly allowance he gave me went, and called me a gold digger, a money-losing woman, a spendthrift.

My son just started third grade in elementary school this year. For his education, Matt asked me to quit my job and gave me a thousand dollars a month to be a full-time housewife.

Because of this, he locked me outside the bedroom and ignored my pleas, letting me freeze on the living room sofa all night.

I even felt like it's heaven helping me while seeing him in a panic.

Soon, my son woke up.

After he finished washing up, he looked at the empty dining table and instantly got angry.

He directly threw his school bag at the head of the husband - my body.

Crying and screaming, he started punching the wall.

Matt looked at his son's appearance and vented all the anger he had accumulated in the morning on me.

"Are you just standing here? Ah, go and prepare breakfast. You don't do anything all day. You, ah, how can you be so lazy."

Obviously, he hadn't realized that our bodies had already switched.

Just as he finished speaking, unexpectedly, my son ran over and kicked him with his foot, protecting me behind him.

"You're not allowed to command my Dad! Lazy person! You bad woman who only uses money! Bad woman!"

I smiled and watched everything, slowly buttoning up my shirt and saying the words he had repeated to me countless times before.

"I still have to go to work! Kimi has to go to school, the house needs to be cleaned, and the clothes need to be washed."

"It's okay if you didn't prepare my lunch. but how can you not prepare Kimi's? You, as a mother, eat and sleep like a pig every day. Grow up."

I slowly got up, touched my son's head, leaving Matt with a stunned face, and went back to the bedroom to get ready for work.

After all, I was now a diligent working husband.

Matt asked me to hand him the phone, and after a series of operations, he gave it back to me and turned to take our son to school.

He also gave me a bunch of work instructions.

Matt's slightly mocking eyes seemed to say, "How could you possibly get a good job? I'm waiting to see how fool you are."

I held the phone, walked into the bedroom, turned on the computer, and synchronized the latest news.

Idiot, now I was Matt.

I would figure out what he did before, bit by bit.

After reading all the chat records, I narrowed my eyes and had a plan in mind.

Hearing the sound coming from the living room, I walked out of the door and saw my husband with a very bad complexion.

He grabbed our son's clothes and held our son's little school bag in one hand.

He still had a disdainful look after seeing me.

"We want out to buy food, give me money."

"I want to see, as a full-time housewife, either playing with the phone or buying things every day, how tired will I be. Today I will let you see what a competent housewife is. You don't know that as..."

I waved my hand; I really couldn't stand my husband saying these disgusting words with my face.

"Today is the first day, I transferred you a thousand dollars yesterday. And I give you so much money every month. Do you still want money?"

My husband was choked by my words, and he seemed to realize that I was angry with him.

Pushing my son, he slammed the door and left.

With both hands around, I showed a happy smile.

Well, let's wait and see.